MAID N MISTRESS

he fourth day Lady Quinn left the mansion unannounced and Lord Quinn has been acting as nonchalant as ever. All the maids seems to like the

ich he surprisingly come for regularly unlike before when Lady Quinn was present. During breakfast, he doe

to clean the kitchen and make dishes. l don't know why l am fe

to mop the store

in a sing-song voice as l

a lottery Nessa" B

mopping the store when the head maid came into the kitc

d said and then paused to observe our reaction. As expected, some maids are thrilled about the new development while others could not help but wish they were picked. There are those that are not the lea

er than Vanessa." The head maid announced leaving me shocked out of my wits. 'What was it l heard just now? Me? It d

doesn't like to be kept waiting" The head maid instructed. Her voice for the first ti

maid yelled, jolting

s to come. l pushed the door to my room open and my mouth dropped at the sight of the dress that has been placed on my bed. It is a pale long sleeves dress with lovely flowery materials all over it. l immediately forgot my predicament and rushed to the bed to pick the dress. It stopped just below my knee but it extended to my neck and flared from

to meet Grace sitting on the bed. S

girl you are! Come here

a maid. Because l was given a dress of the higher u

this girl's thoughts? l am not going there to seduce the Lord right? Thanks to Grace, l rubbed my milky skin wi

t a woven sac from nowhere and loosened it to reveal different ointments and paints that women of high classes apply to beautify themselves. l stared wide-eyed at Grace, giving off a 'Don't you dare!' look but she went ahead to apply a sticky balm to my lips and some paints to my eyes and lashes. She wore a ear ring for me and l was forced to ask her where she got them from. She promised to tell me when

beating rapidly behind my rib cage and l failed to calm it. Of course! He was there, seated lovely and sexily in all his glory. The mere sight of him increasing the rate at which my heart beat. l am certainly going to get a heart attack at this rate. Then his wandering eyes found mine and swept ove

himself stretched his hands forward, urging me to take it which l did without thinking twice despite my fear of him. He held my hands like it was the gentlest thing in the world and swiftly helped me inside

his. l wish l had the courage to ask him if something is stuck to my face. The cease of the bumpy and noisy movement of the wagon indicated that we have arrived at our destination. Thank goodness! The Lord is finally back to his senses. He has averted his invading gaze from me. He pushed open the wagon door and jumped down with such great masculinity that left me in awe. He once again extended his hand and assisted me out of the carriage. l observed my surroundings on getting down and l was mesmerised. The office is on a vast lan